I don’t like it   This pressing flesh of star sign   German eyes on postage   Where’s he gone today?      And I liked it   The way this blood was herself   The sunny skies encircling   Read them new today      And you feel like bite   Like something surfs alive   You feel her bite   Wither now      You feel like I’m alive   Like there’s nothing in the black   You feel that guy (guise)   Muscle and dye (Frozen with sound) (x2)      But I liked it,   The way this blood would hurt her   The sunny sky in circles